Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

“…hiss.”

Herbert’s expression was wooden, his mouth twitched slightly, and he looked down at the battered grass carp on the ground.

When he walked out of the alien prison, he noticed the mess in the shadows not far away before he took a few steps.

“Is this the third time?”

To be honest, he really didn’t know what to say.

“Brother, are we so destined? I didn’t deliberately look for you, why do I always run into you?”

“Are you secretly in love with me?”

“This is a strong secret love…”

Really, you should hide it from others.

You don’t care, but I’m embarrassed for you.

“Be careful that the fish lovers’ association comes to you… No, is he a member of the fish lovers? He loves fish so much that he can’t help himself.”

Herbert complained in his heart for a long time, and when he looked at the grass carp that was almost invisible, his eyebrows suddenly raised slightly.

Judging from the miserable state of the grass carp, he found that the situation of this brother might be slightly different from what he had initially expected.

"His condition seems to be getting worse and worse. Is he going to be possessed?"

The grass carp was still half-breathed after the first time. The second time was a bit miserable, but at least he died afterwards.

But the third time, the grass carp was already dead halfway through. The fish head was twisted off and turned into a natural cup.

Brother Grass Carp's way of venting became more and more brutal, and he could no longer control his desires.

Now he only attacked the fish, so will he extend his claws to other creatures in the future?

Fortunately, there are no cats and dogs in the monastery, otherwise Herbert would have to worry about those innocent little animals now.

In comparison, the safety of other people in the monastery is not something he, a newbie, has to worry about.

Needless to say, the monks are either monks or paladins. They are quite reliable and have strong chrysanthemum-protecting abilities.

"As for the nuns, there is no need to worry about them. They usually act in groups, and their individual combat power is no weaker than others..."

There are no ordinary preaching nuns in the Misty Monastery. All of them are combat nuns who can participate in combat.

Yes, all of them!

There is no weak vegetarian woman among the combat nuns. All of them are ferocious beings who can wear heavy armor and cast spells with the scriptures in one hand while swinging flails and hammers in the other hand.

These nuns are either affiliated with the Misty Knights as war nuns or as punishment nuns in the Inquisition.

One is more brutal and bloody than the other.

Herbert thought, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Hey, wait a minute..."

The small animals are safe, the monks are safe, the nuns are safe...then there will always be someone who is not safe, right?

So, guess, which lucky person will be in danger?

"It's me!"

Herbert's mouth twitched, his crotch tightened, his legs trembled, and he almost wanted to leave first.

"I am the one who needs to worry the most!"

Correct, reasonable.

Herbert is the weakest one among all!

He is not strong, but he is of noble status. Most importantly, he looks very good... He is the perfect candidate for the victim.

It's bad.

This time it's really coming for me!

Just like the saying goes, you don't know the pain until the knife is stabbed in your body, and watching the excitement is never too big.

Now, when someone is about to stab him hard from behind, Herbert can't sit still anymore.

Damn, there is a pervert here!

Herbert's expression became serious and he made a decisive decision - report.

Must report!

"Brother Caoyu, I didn't report you before because I respected your hobby and pretended that nothing happened."

"But since you have come to this point now, don't blame me for taking action."

Herbert made up his mind and acted quickly. He didn't care about anything else and strode to the court.

Judge, save me!

However, when Herbert hurried to the Tribunal to report the "blasphemy" to Bishop Thorn, he unexpectedly found that he was late.

The Tribunal, which was usually deserted, was now crowded with people, and hundreds of monks and nuns gathered in the hall.

"Huh?"

Herbert was still wondering why he didn't meet a few monks on the road. It turned out that they had already come here. He was about to talk to them but found that something was wrong.

Many people looked very ugly, and the monks who were originally taciturn couldn't help whispering to each other at this time.

What happened?

There was no need for Herbert to ask anyone. When he walked to the center of the hall, he saw the answer-there was a sarcophagus there.

Someone died!

The face of the deceased was covered with a piece of white cloth, and bright red blood oozed from his mouth, but judging from the exposed hands and feet, he should be a young monk around 30 years old.

Herbert narrowed his eyes. At that moment, he felt a strong chill crawling up his spine like a maggot on his tarsal bone, causing his heart to jump suddenly.

! ! !

He had a very strong intuition in his heart for no reason, thinking that this matter might be related to Brother Caoyu.

He did it! ?

It turns out that this guy is not only after sex but also wants to kill people.

Perhaps because the murder scene at the moment made Herbert somewhat familiar, he quickly calmed down and quickly analyzed the case at the moment.

"Was the deceased silenced because he saw that blasphemous scene?"

Gulp.

Herbert swallowed silently, feeling a little relieved and scared.

If he had come out earlier today, would he have been lying on the same bed with the deceased?

No.

If he had bumped into him before, would he have been silenced?

While Herbert was thinking, someone broke the silence.

"Everyone, we have lost a compatriot."

The Bishop of Thorns was not present at this time, and a middle-aged nun of punishment came out to preside over the situation.

Her face was sad, and her sad voice echoed throughout the trial:

"He was a pious monk, a warrior who was willing to dedicate his life to justice and fairness."

"Everyone is deeply angry about his unfortunate death."

At this point, the voice of the nun of punishment rose, and she shouted angrily: "But, compatriots, anger alone is not enough, we also need to find the murderer who killed him!"

"We want to... revenge for him!"

This sonorous shout was like a signal, causing hundreds of people to shout at the same time.

"Revenge!!!"

As the crowd roared, the temperature of the courtroom, which was filled with murderous intent, dropped suddenly, making people want to shiver.

"...Huh?"

At this moment, Herbert suddenly looked around with a sense of something, and found that the people around him had quietly moved away from him.

A strange vacuum zone formed around him, and a pair of cold eyes with no real meaning stared at him quietly.

Herbert blinked and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Oh no, it's coming for me! ! ?